Skinner flinched every time there was a knock on his door. He had let Mulder stay with him in his house the night before, and had snuck him into the FBI to show him what he had managed to find out about Reyes. It felt like old times, working behind the powers that be backs. Skinner hated it. But he had his own suspicions about Reyes and why it had been safe for Mulder and Scully to come home long before Mulder voiced his concerns.

Between them they had the same information, they just really needed Reyes to take a DNA test, and they were both concerned that she should move out of the x-files. If she was the reason the Super Soldiers had left, that wasn't necessarily a good thing. They could have been using her, or they could be watching her and waiting to pounce. Either way they needed to get some answers.

Mulder was tired of reading reports and files, and he hated the fact that Skinner had violated every confidentiality code he could whilst digging up everything he could on Reyes' life. It really made him feel like some kind of criminal, and he knew that he wanted answers, but at what costs? He had really blown it now with Scully, Reyes hated him, and Doggett hated him even more than usual. They had information on Reyes that she probably never even had a record of herself. Mulder was ready to call it a day when another knock hammered through Skinner's door, but unlike everyone else this person didn't wait to be invited in, Doggett didn't even notice that Mulder was there.

"Agent Doggett you can't just walk in here like this."

"I know sir, and I'm sorry, but I've just reviewed security camera tapes that show Fox Mulder entering the FBI last night, now he left with you and I wanna know what he was doin' here and how we can make sure he wont come back."

Skinner couldn't move or speak. He looked at Mulder and only then did Doggett turn and see him standing at the other end of the room.

"I don't believe this..."

"Agent Doggett..."

"I don't wanna know! You hear me! What is all this?"

Doggett picked up a file and saw that it was open on a page with Reyes' last doctor's appointment recorded. He grabbed up everything on the floor and from the table and stormed out, Skinner and Mulder followed him. He couldn't take those things, Skinner would be in big trouble, and Mulder didn't want that.

"Agent Doggett! You cannot take those files from this building!"

"Is that the same thing, like you shouldn't even be reading these? You're a son of a bitch Mulder! And you! We trusted you, and now you're helping him?"

Doggett got into the elevator and was gone before Mulder or Skinner could do or say anything.

"Skinner..."

"Just go Mulder..."

"But I..."

"Don't you think we've done enough? I'll deal with it, now I said go."

Skinner went back into his office and Mulder looked at the people walking around him. He didn't belong here anymore and he hated it. He had risked and lost everything for the FBI, and all they wanted to do was kick him out on his ass.

Doggett was furious and completely incapable of doing any work for the rest of the day. He couldn't believe that Skinner would do this behind his back, and to do this to Reyes was a complete violation of her life. They had no right to do this to her. She was having a tough enough time with this Mulder thing as it was. What did they think it would do to get her private history from the age of four?

When Doggett went home he got out of his car and couldn't believe who was waiting to see him.

"You got a lot of nerve showing up here."

"Agent Doggett hear me out..."

"No! Get the hell off my front porch and go home!"

"I need those files back you took today Doggett."

"Are you trying to be funny?"

Doggett looked at Mulder with complete loathing in his eyes. He couldn't stress enough how much he hated this man.

"I'm sorry you had to find them like that."

"You're just sorry I found them at all! And before you try and tell me to do it for Skinner's sake, cause I know he played as big a part in this as you did, I don't care. He can rot in the gutter with you for all I care."

Doggett turned to open his front door and Mulder reached out and turned him back round to look at him. Doggett flinched at his touch and dropped his files to the floor. As Mulder reached down to pick them up Doggett pushed him and Mulder was unprepared for it.

"Is this what you want Agent Doggett? You want to fight with me?"

"I'm so sick of you thinking you still run the show around here! The X-Files are mine, Monica is mine, the FBI is my place of work, get the hell out of my life!"

"You know you can be a real ass hole Doggett. I don't know what Monica sees in you, I really don't."

Doggett looked at Mulder and it was all he had needed to hear. It was all the ammunition he needed to punch him square in the face. After stumbling a little Mulder hit back and the two men began wrestling around Doggett's front lawn. As they fought a car pulled up and Reyes and Scully ran over to the two men and quickly pulled them apart.

"What the hell is going on?!"

"That jerk started it!"

"You son of a bitch you know what started this!"

"Enough ok!"

Everybody looked at Reyes. Doggett and Mulder were both bleeding from several places around their faces, and Scully was standing close by almost embarrassed to look at anyone.

"I took the damn test. Dana and I have just come from the hospital. You'll get your answers within the week, now I suggest you leave."

"Monica..."

"I said go."

Reyes looked at Mulder as he tried to talk to her and he could see that he was pushing his luck. He walked to the car with Scully and they drove home. Reyes took Doggett inside and sat him down whilst she fetched his first aid kit from the cupboard. He tried to think of the right words to apologise, but there weren't any. He shouldn't have punched Mulder, despite having wanted to do it pretty much since the day they met. He watched Reyes wipe his blood away and examine his cuts, he reached out to her and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.

"I love you Monica." She smiled slightly, but he could see she was still pissed.

"Well didn't you ever learn that fighting doesn't do anything for me? I'd much prefer you scar free."

"I'm sorry." She looked at him for the first time since coming inside.

"I know."